GTA 2 (Remix) E

Man, we stay fucked with Nigga White Lines. Man, we with them nigga white lines. Man, we stay with them stay fucked with fucking Blunts, pop the fucking perc and then light the On the Boy, every partner fraud. You wanna do the pole, you don't got rod. Automatic ho, got a yellow ho. The dealer do the door, more cash than Charo. I'm low key but damn, the coupe call a Slam. I'm in iHop, eating some breakfast and some Ham. My mind is content to let the motherfucking Cream. I just don't buy the whole fucking five Deals. I'm just kinda high, I don't know why. I just fucked up eating breakfast, Why